Even with his body actively healing him, Zyro still felt like he couldn't keep up, and that was with Virgil openly dragging out the battle so he could enjoy it. He already knew that victory at this point wouldn't be possible, but he still wanted to get one good hit in. He shakily gripped his weapons, the blades being chipped and broken in multiple places and doubled his stats and charged in for one last clash with Virgil. No tricks, no special abilities or elemental powers, just iron against iron.
The two closed in, winding up for one large clash as Zyro's mind raced with dozens of possible outcomes and strategies.
The two grinned wildly as their blades were about to hit eac-
*BOOM!*
A huge dust cloud suddenly rose at the point of impact and there was suddenly a third person in the mix.
A giant greatsword stood in the middle of Virgil and Zyro, blocking both their attacks.
"That's enough"
A calm voice suddenly said
Zyro blinked, still unsure of what had happened.
